Jun 19, 2009 19:33
[Deep inside the town surrounding Paradisa, one beauty slowly straightens and brushes hair back from her face in a lone alleyway. She's dressed immaculately, but as she stand up red can be seen plastered to all the walls surrounding her, and the bloody, tattered remains of clothes lie before her; off to the side, her journal has fallen open and records her words]
Tsk... I'm a mess. I can't go back to the castle looking like this...
[She takes out a handkerchief to try and wipe the blood from her face as she turns from the mess before her and sighs. The life of an akuma is so tedious.]
[[ooc; open post to whoever happens to be in the city but journal replies are welcome too♥]]
eliade